As a kit, I always had profound memories from beforehand.

I felt uneasy a lot, but I assumed the other kits had the same thing. I refused to believe that I was special, that this wasn't normal.

I felt scared when I saw flashbacks of a big black and white striped animal, and then blinding lights as something crashed into me and my whole world turned black.

I felt excited that I was becoming an apprentice. Maybe now that I'm growing up, these memories will go away.

I felt a weird sort of feeling as Leafpool kept staring at me from afar, an unreadable look in her glimmering eyes, and I always looked away.

I got along well with my littermates, and felt a crushing grief weighing on top of me, as my only brother, Molepaw, died.

He didn't deserve that.

I later on became Cinderheart, and felt like I could touch the stars when I saw Firestar's green gaze filled with pride as he gazed upon me and my littermates.

I felt a little spark getting ignited, as I looked at the golden warrior, Lionblaze. His warm amber eyes kindled a fire that was just the thing that melted my icy exterior.

I felt thrilled as Ivykit became Ivypaw, and I was chosen to be her mentor. I also felt a responsibility for her, but knew I had to have faith in myself as a good mentor for her to succeed.

I felt a pain pricking me like a thorn, when Lionblaze revealed that he had a destiny. I wasn't meant to be a part of that.

I felt sorrow when I broke it off with him, and pretended that I didn't see a part of him shatter as I turned away. Those eyes that used to kindle a fire had been burned out, but this was going to be a temporary pain.

That's what I kept telling myself. I didn't have a destiny, and I certainly wasn't exceptional or noteworthy.

Then Jayfeather showed up in my dream, and told me I was reincarnated. Way to break it to me. I felt an ache for the old life.

I felt confused, should I be a medicine cat or a warrior. I eventually decided that what I wanted wasn't justified, I should do what will benefit the clan the most.

I felt exuberant as Cinderpelt left me, a sense of freedom sweeping through me. Finally...my life was my own.

And the first thing I did was rekindled the fire in Lionblaze's eyes, and nothing brought me greater happiness than that.

I became the mother to Hollytuft, Sorrelstripe, Spotfur, Flywhisker, Fernsong, and Snaptooth, who all grew up to be commendable cats.

I was the first one to welcome Lionblaze into Starclan. Oh how good it felt to be in the warmth of the fire again.

Thank you so much for reading! I'm sorry I've been so inconsistent with it - the cycle generally goes like 'I post 3 chapters in a week due to an adrenaline rush, forget that this exists, remembers at 11 P.M. and then starts posting all over again.'

Again, I'll try to make up the 2 chapters I didn't post sometime within this week, but no promises! Let me know your thoughts down below in the reviews, if you're signed in, expect a pm within 48 hours, if not, then I'll respond to you at the top of the next chapter.

See you later! - White_Winter